The First of Frost has fallen the night is cruel and Unforgiving


    my hands are numb red and sore an aching twitch as I woke up from, Deep Sleep.


    My Room has no windows father replaced them with walling it''d be impossible to picture these walls with Windows


    it''s such a well crafted room It''s lik im not even on the Third floor of the house.You might be reading a stolen copy. Visit Royal Road for the authentic version.


    Distant Dreams haunt my mind as I undo the shackles that bind me to my Bed,


    I unlock my bedstand and swallow roughly 13 pills some larger than others,


    After I put the pills away I pull out an old revolver given


    to my by my Grandfather and place it under my chin and pull its frozen trigger...


    I hear it click, but I have forgotten to check for a Bullet again oh well, I guess I''ll try again Tomorrow.